Iseult Of Brittany
So delicate my hands, and long,
They might have been my pride.
And there were those to make them song
Who for their touch had died.
Too frail to cup a heart within,
Too soft to hold the free-
How long these lovely hands have been
A bitterness to me!
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Scheme | ABAB CDCD |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 258 |
Words | 52 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
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